Location: The Castle Formally Known as Cammy's Castle
High Score: 77,783
Top High Score: 3,333,360
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The gummi sailboat arrived back at Cammy's castle past midnight. It entered the docking tunnel without a welcome. The group figured that the shroomans were busy repairing the damage done by Marco.
The group entered into the dungeon, and the turtle people therein erupted in boos. They jeered at Princess Persica when she passed. She gave them no mind and carried forward with chilling grace.
However, when Gamer passed by, the cell dwellers silenced. The flare flower flared up in his hands and eyes, "Don't make me do to you what I did to Marco's head."
Gamer emphasized an explosion, and made even the cranky Cammy quiet.
During the boat ride, Persica explained that the flare flower's abilities would subside over the next few hours. Gamer equated this to caffeine. That put its duration at five or six hours if he avoided substantial damage.
When the group arrived topside, the shroomans were overjoyed. The arrival of their princess made the castle foyer sound like an active clothes dryer with glass inside. They happily jumped and cheered, made Gamer practically deaf, and alerted the whole castle. They showered their princess with affection and collected coins. Persica graciously accepted everything.
The shroomans zipped away to spread the news of the princess's return and Marco's demise. Persica faced Gamer and Minnie, "Find me in the morning. We will discuss our plan of approach against Lord Shellie. I will spend the eve with my people."
"Do you want the master bedroom? Minnie and I can always take a room in the guest quarters," Gamer offered. It only seemed right for a princess. The floor below the battlements and boss room was the guest quarters.
"Tis fine. Please, you deserve the best rest, for your accomplishments," Persica allowed. She took a walk with her people out the large front doors and into the courtyard. Gamer shrugged, not one to pass up a bigger bed. Minnie and him were led up to the top floor by a random shrooman. The shroomans were finishing up on the roof of the spiral stairwell, which crumbled during Marco's assault. The master bedroom remained unscathed, aside from a broken open door. Gamer didn't care. After all, nobody ever knocked.
"How's your hand?" Minnie asked as she hopped on the bed.
Gamer bent the fingers of the hand he used to punch Marco's iron armor suit. There were extra movements, restrained motion, and tiny pops that all made it uncomfortable, "Feels like a couple of ice breakers hitting my bones with tiny little mallets. I can still bend my fingers, but I'm positive a screw or two is loose."
"Marco used medicine sometimes as a weapon. I wonder if there's something you can eat that can help you," Minnie removed her top to let her breasts hang free. Another topless night drew nearer.
"Maybe milk..." Gamer gave Minnie a promiscuous lookover. He joined Minnie on the bed, gave her some gentle loving, and the two laid down. Though, as much as they wished for some sweet nectar after dealing with a murderous psychopath, their bodies didn't allow it. Gamer and Minnie were asleep the moment they started the cuddles.
***
The next morning, Gamer woke up with pressure leaning against him. Minnie still cuddled up to him through the night. Her face smooshed into his neck, her body pressed into his side and arm, and a leg wrapped over his hips. Gamer's wrist twitched under her weight, and he realized she laid right on his broken hand.
"Dah! My hand!" Gamer panicked.
His exclamation made Minnie shoot her head up, groggy and confused. It smashed him in the face, and his head recoiled back onto the pillow. His despair caused Minnie to roll over and off the bed, but as her wrapped leg cut like a scythe's blade, she bonked his morning wood, and he cawed like a choked crow. She bounced from the edge of the bed, which made Gamer lean sideways. She twirled around and her flailing hand slapped Gamer's right in the eye.
"What happened? Who's attacking?" Minnie barely held her bearings. She checked on Gamer, and the poor fellow laid like roadkill in the bed. She panicked, "He's dead!"
Minnie kneeled by the bed to check Gamer's wounds, but he propped himself up. To his surprise, and Minnie's relief, the pain no longer lingered. In fact, Gamer moved his broken hand about and found it mysteriously healed. He was generally shocked, "There's...no pain. It's healed."
Gamer tested the fist by knocking against the wall. His knuckles were fully restored. The fright was for naught. Minnie expressed excitement, "I wonder if I healed it by laying on it!"
"Is that something shellies can do?"
"Not that I know of," Minnie admitted innocently. "But you have mentioned how your penis feels good after I've sat on it. It must be the same thing."
"I...don't think that's the same, but I won't really argue against it."
"Let's test it out," Minnie reeled back a fist and took aim at Gamer's groin.
"Woah, woah, woah!" Gamer sounded like a bandicoot. He held Minnie back to prevent the unrefined flagellation, "Let's just wait until I get hurt again, and we'll experiment then. Okay?"
"Oh, sure!" Minnie's smile shined like the sun. Gamer sighed and got out of bed. His body no longer exhibited the effects of the flare flower. However, as he stood, said power up laid flat on the sheets. Gamer picked it up.
"Did I shit this out?" Gamer was confused.
"Maybe you get it back if it isn't knocked out of you," Minnie hypothesized.
"I guess so," Gamer stared at the power up. That did make the most sense. Gamer took the windfall and placed the flower into his inventory for a later date.
The two dressed and left the bedroom. On the way down to the lower floors, Minnie said, "I'm going to go sunbathe."
"Sunbathe?"
"Remember? We shellie love the sun, and it helps keep us healthy. We have to sunbathe at least once a week," Minnie explained. "I think now's a good time, since Princess Persica isn't too fond of me yet."
Gamer remembered that turtles and other lizards basked in the sun, too. It all made sense. They split ways once they hit the ground floor.
Gamer asked a couple of shroomans where the princess was. They directed him to the grand hall, which was near the foyer. He b-lined his way there. Most shroomans worked on the repairs for the castle. More help from locals came in overnight. They were dinosaur-looking creatures, and came in a rainbow of colors. Some shroomans rode them like mounts, and the dinosaurs could leap pretty high. Gamer didn't pay too much attention; he was more focused on his primary goal.
"Good morning!" shrieked a shrooman.
"Morning," Gamer mumbled.
"Good morning!" a shrooman pierced the noise of reparations.
"Morning."
"Good morning," a bull man lifted a large chunk of stone by himself.
"Morning."
"Super good morning, Gamer!" the main shrooman who traveled with them the previous day greeted. Gamer found him in front of the grand hall doors. He rode a red dinosaur by standing on it, being so small. The dinosaur and its brethren were around six feet tall.
"Morning - what are these things?" Gamer asked, as the dinosaur sniffed his scent.
"They're known as yosaurus. Friendly fellows from the Yosaurus Islands south of here. They are quite dependable allies," the shrooman patted the dinosaur's back spines. "News of your exploits convinced them to return and help Princess Persica."
The yosaurus let out a cry, which echoed when its kind repeated the cry throughout the foyer. Gamer took note of their behavior as they worked. They used long tongues to grab things, pocket them in their plump, elastic cheeks, and then burp them out like a trash compactor. What was with everything in this land using their mouths to interact?
Their tongues looked fun. Gamer greeted it in the universal introduction, "Blowjob?"
The yosaurus tilted its head, like a horse-sized dog. Without consent, which was key, Gamer shrugged, "A'ight, that's a no."
"If you need somebody to blow air for you..." the oblivious shrooman began.
"Is the princess in the grand hall?" Gamer interjected.
"She is! She's been super waiting for you. Head on in!" the shrooman and yosaurus stepped aside. Gamer didn't thank them and entered the rich people's dining room.